So nice to know of your concern, i have no intention of leading, a tiresome objective if there ever was one.
You sound as if you know your way around the small and few paths through the wilderness. Which is very strange I’m sure, as it seems to me that you’ve never been out of FoF central and the surrounding towns before in your life.

Not that I am questioning you reasoning or judgement, nor do I want to find out about the sroll persay, but am merely along to document the trip for observation and of course to bury the bodies, or drag you along the road, which ever surfices.

I would never dream about trying /one thing/ on this trip, I’m an observer and /helper/ if needed, nothing more. I scoffed and do now because it is a thing to scoff, a passing dream out of reality, but I come to record it and keep at least a few of you alive.

Ever your humble servant.
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J.G.

Jakob surveyed his writing, so there were a few withheld and half truths in there. It would probably work, and did tell of his intentions, mostly. The last bit had been a good touch, ‘humble servant’. Carrie would probably hate him more then ever after this, and be more suspicious, with good reason, though for him it was water off scales, he didn’t care what she thought but as a ‘favor’ to life, was going along for the fall, whatever doom would befall them. Such as a wrong turn.